I'll play a game by some garbage developer. You know, I don't wanna name an actual developer so let's just make one up; let's call it "Devsisters." So I'll play a game by “Devsisters" and I'll show up at the trophy race and I'll go, "Can I join a trophy race now please?" And they go, "No. You have to wait nine hours." And I go, "Okaaay!" And then I go to the bathroom. And then I come out of the bathroom and I go, "Any updates?" and they go "Yeah, the trophy race started and ended while you were gone. Now take this treasure enhancement stone that doesn't work, go fetch!" And I go "Okaaay!" and I go over to the Treasure List and go, "Can I have a treasure enhancement please?" and they go "NO!" And I go "Okaaay!" And they go, "You"re a Whipped Cream main, aren’t you?" And I go "Nooo," and they go "SAY IT!" and I go “I’m a Whipped Cream main." And then I go over to the Devsisters Help Desk, which is an oxymoron, and I go, "Can I please get into the Champions League?" and they go "No! In fact, we"re gonna drop you to last place! And you’re gonna drop to the previous land!" And I go "Why are you doing this to me?!" And they go, "Because we’re Devsisters, and life is a fucking nightmare!"